Nova, my bright star,
your mind was a spark the world could barely keep up with.
You learned the sound of my footsteps before I opened the door,
you figured out puzzle toys faster than I could reset them,
and you always tilted your head—like you were one step ahead
in some conversation only you and the universe understood.

I remember the time you opened the treat jar by yourself—
not out of hunger,
but to bring me one, wagging proudly,
as if to say, "Look what I discovered!"
You were a seeker, a solver,
a soul that turned every ordinary moment into an unfolding mystery.

Now, you are a dog with rainbow brilliance,
racing across the heavens,
still chasing questions among constellations,
still watching the world from the other side of knowing.

Crossing the rainbow bridge didn’t slow you down—
it opened the sky wide,
so you could finally explore every answer your heart ever asked.
You run now where the stars rest,
and the winds carry your name like a song only the stars can hear.

This dog loss has left a void I cannot explain,
a silence that even your old collar cannot fill.
In memory of dog days that felt eternal,
I hold your favorite toy close,
a small piece of the vast joy you gave me.

The pet rainbow bridge may be invisible to the eye,
but in every bright night sky,
in every twinkle that blinks like thought,
I know you're there—
still learning, still laughing,
still leading me gently toward the light.

You are more than a memory.
You are my forever question,
and one day, Nova,
I will follow the trail of light you left behind,
and find you waiting, tail wagging,
ready to teach me again.